I like soft hands... five years on

If you're not listening to the CBC's The Signal in the evening when you're reading, or eating cheese in bed, or fucking or whatever, you really should.  It's just so good.  It makes my little Canadian heart swell with pride.
Anyways, thanks to a mixture of iron supplements, too much time at the gym, Charlotte and Claudia Keeping in Touch (which R just lent me), sex, some recent fleeting moments of self actualization (oh god, don't you just want to punch me for even saying that?), some pot, and then hearing Good Sex on The Signal I sort of had a bit of a spiritual epiphany, like I did that one time five years ago when I heard Veda Hille's Lucky Lucky on the radio and then they followed up with the fact that she was playing Lasqueti Island that night.  I mean, really.  Meant to hear The Signal that night, much?
Anyways, it's just - for me at least - a good song (the video is pretty trite) that sort of brought some things full circle and which is pretty rare for me because I get lost turning in a circle.
But seriously, close your eyes when you listen to the song.  It's way better than the video.